Edward smiled as Draconius gently picked up the little bruised servant, kissed his cheek and gently laid the boy on the table, being careful of his scratches."You would make a good little matchmaker, for servants and royalty.." Edward laughed, beginning to walk back to his room with Thomas."I'm sort of tired..I think when we get back, I'll go to sleep.."

Tom smiled, ducking his head. He hadn't really been thinking about that, he'd just wanted to make sure nothing would happen to Jacob. Once back at Edward's chamber, he pushed the door open for the other. Once they were both inside, he closed the door and locked it. He went over to sit at the foot of Edward's bed. "No more little adventures?" he teased. "I'm tired, too. I can sleep with you, right?" He bounced up and down on the bed, excited. Kitchen servants slept on the floor, either in the kitchen or in the tiny servants rooms. Never before had he been allowed the privilege of not sleeping on the floor, let alone a wonderful bed like this one.

"Of course.I need someone to warm me up..My body temperature has never been very warm." Edward laughed, slipping down intot eh covers and blowing out the candle by his bed.He pulled Tom up to him and covered the boy up, hugging him tightly and then giving him the final, extremely passionate kiss the little servant would get or the night."Goodnight, love.."

Tom snuggled up close to Edward. The mattress was wonderful, it felt like a bed of feathers, and the blanket, though light, was wonderfully warm. Or maybe it was just the combined body heat of Edward and Tom. He leaned his head against Edward's shoulder, his breathing beginning to even out. He tried to say goodnight to Edward, but his mouth simply wouldn't form the words. He compromised on it by kissing Edward's neck drowsily. Tom's eyelids fell shut, his breathing became deep and even and, just like that, he was asleep...

(LOLSKIP)

And then, it was morning.Edward yawned as he woke up, sitting up slowly and looking around rather groggily.He looked down at Tom and smiled, remembering the night before.He leaned down and kissed the young boy and lightly shook him."Wake up, Thomas.It's morning..It's our big day, love.."

Tom blearily sat up, rubbing his eyes. He glanced at the clock and was met with a surprise. It was about 9:30 in the morning; in his old life, he'd have already been up for hours. It felt so good to sleep in, although all he wanted to do was lie back down and fall asleep again. He kissed Edward on the cheek, then swung his legs over the side of the bed and got up. "What time does the ceremony start?" he asked, yawning and stretching.
{Gah, have to go. Have a good day, babe, what's left of it anyway, and I'll be back on tomorrow.}

"Around two pm..We have plenty of time..Lets go eat breakfast, alright?I'll show my father your wings if he stops you..I'm sure mother told him..She keeps her promises, but I have a feeling she's already told him, or he saw us and asked her what was going on." Edward laughed."I'm sure she's calmed him down, so you don't need to worry..What your wearing will be fine, we may look fancy at the table, but most of the time, that's what me and my brothers slept in."

(You can take the Angelic brother if you'd like.X3 or any of them.Or his sister.any you'd like.It'd be interesting if you sometimes played Edward's father, too.)

{The angelic brother is that one that supposedly has the heart attack, right? It'd be interesting to play him, so I think I'll try that. I can do the King, too.}

Tom looked down at what he was wearing- the pajama shirt and too-large boxers, both borrowed from Edward. If what I'm wearing is fancy, then what the hell are his brothers wearing? he thought, smirking slightly. "Your parents are eating with us?" he asked. "Won't that mean a lot of explaining- to your brothers and your parents?" He was a little bit wary of spending time with the rest of the Royal Family; he'd never really spoken to them, not as an equal anyway. It'd always been 'What would you like, Sir?' and 'Here's your tea, Ma'am.' Never had anyone besides the kitchen servants treated him with equality; even the castle servants looked down upon the kitchen ones.

(That's very easy to give a heart attack to, he's a sensitive, frail thing.He also plays the harp.X3)

"Mother will, but father might not, to prepare for the ceremony later..Just relax.Don't speak too casually, but at least try to relax a bit.My family isn't really that scary..Draconius and his father often eat at the table, too, but they come in later most of the time..Sorcerers are busy people, after all." Edward laughed a bit, standing up and adjusting his necklaces, and walking to the door."It's tradition for everyone to show their tattoos on this day, so you may want to lower your shirt's shoulders a bit..Any of the servants with tattoos will be weairng the traditional, backless servant's robes.All the servants who got tattoos last night from Draconius and his father will now always wear those, since everyone needs to see who is a loyal servant and who is not..Alex and Marcus will most likely be replaced with new head servants, since I highly doubt, even if I do not get the throne, that for their behavior, they'll be sentenced to be kitchen slaves for the rest of their lives as servants..Since NONE of my brothers like them."

Edward opened the door and smiled as he saw that seemingly everyone was up, since the hall was busy with servants, quite a few in the hall with no backs to the traditional, cream servant's robes they wore, showing that quite a few were loyal enough to get wings."It looks like alot of your servant kin have been loyal during their life, I see a lot of backless robes this morning.."

{haha, okie dokie.}
Tom lowered the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his wings tattoo. The surrounding area was still sort of red and raw and, as the feeling slowly seeped back into his back, he was glad the material of his shirt was no longer rubbing against it. He looked out into the hallways, eyes wide. "I never would've thought that so many would get the loyalty tattoos," he said, laughing a little. He could see many people he recognized- even kitchen servants had been called up to help prepare the castle for the day's festivities. Some people Tom was surprised to see with the tattoos, others not so much. Most of them were staring at Edward and Tom, making it obvious that rumors about their relationship had already begun flying. Tom snaked out a hand and took Edward's, suddenly feeling nervous. They stepped into the hallway and began walking towards where the Royal Family took their meals. "I hope good people take Marcus and Alex's jobs," he said, loud enough for the other servants to hear. "And I hope whoever they are treat Marcus and Alex just as badly as we've been treated."

"That would just make a vicious circle though, Thomas..Then the new head servants start liking beating people up, then it all circles around next generation, with those head servant's children, who would grow up thinking that it was good to beat up people, because how they saw their parents treat Alex and Marcus..Good point?I'd like it not to circle around.I think punishing them by putting them on pretty much the bottom rung of the castle is enough, and if they improve behaviour and realize that what they were doing was wrong, I'd make them work in the castle, but never to be head or personal servants ever again."

Draconius, wearing a beautiful, embroidered, sort of oriental-looking navy blue shirt, with aqua and silver embroidery, showing off both his chest, seeing as the first few buttons were undone, along with the dragon-like wings across his back, walked down the hall towards Edward and smirked, gently dragging along side him, the servant that Tom had sort of matched up with him, Jacob, who was in one of Draconius's shirts, blushing up a storm as he clinged to the tall, raven-haired man.

"I understand," Tom said; he nodded, looking downward. He knew that what Edward was saying was true and yet still wanted Marcus and Alex to experience what they'd put the lowest servants through. He didn't like being reprimanded by Edward; it made him feel bad on the inside. So, he decided, from now on he'd only say- and do- things that wouldn't make Edward upset with him. Well, he'd do his best with that anyway. He looked up to see Jacob and couldn't help laughing slightly. "Having fun?" he teased, his eyes sparkling.
{haha, I wonder what's going through Jacob's head right now! xD}

Jacob nodded, clinging onto Draconius's shirt a bit and smiling sort of dorkily, giggling.He walked with a bit of a limp, and kept whimpering whenever his shirt of Draconius's hand or..well, anything would touch his behind, sort of hinting something..Interesting happened the night before, in Draconius's room.

"Looks like Jacob and Draonius had fun last night, seeing how Jacob is walking this morning.." Edward laughed, walking towards the dining hall, attempting to dodge the frantic, rushing servants. Looks like Alex and Marcus had had a field day early that morning, seeing as the most rushed ones had fresh bruises."Looks like Alex and Marcus have been having fun this morning, rushing all of the servants, mostly the ones with wings it seems..They must be jealous."

(Enter King Richard/Rinael(remember, his name was changed when he came of age..) or Prince Claudius, the frail angel in 3..2..1..)

{*rolls around on floor laughing at first paragraph.*}
Tom looked mischievously up at Edward. He leaned up, putting his mouth near Edward's ear to whisper, "Y'know, they obviously had fun; maybe we could try something..." He was slightly embarrassed at saying that, but he really wanted to, so it all seemed to cancel itself out. He looked at the rushing servants with something like pity on his face. He remembered when he'd been one of them and had had to rush around setting up for important events. His hearts went out to the kitchen-turned-castle servants who had bruises and to the poor souls still stuck in the kitchen with Marcus and Alex. Swinging Edward's hand slightly, the two males walked into the dining hall.

Richard {Surname?} had been up for hours, going over preparations for the afternoon ceremony. Now, he was finally taking a well-deserved break to have some breakfast and speak with his sons. Just as a forkful of scrambled eggs was raised to his mouth, the dining hall door swung open. It was his youngest son, Edward, his shirt pulled down to reveal his tattoos, as was traditional. Richard set his fork down and stood up. "Good morning, Edward," he greeted his son, smiling. The words had barely left his mouth when he noticed the boy standing beside Edward, holding his hand. "But who is this?" he asked, frowning slightly. "Thomas, right? The boy you have taken as your lover, correct?" Richard wasn't sure what to make of his son taking a servant boy as his lover. After all, if Edward was chosen today, the servant would become Queen...

(NO SURNAME YET, I SUCK.-HEADDESK-)

Edward smiled as he walked up to his father, gently pulling Thomas alongside him."Yes, this is Thomas..If he needs proof of being my lover, take a quick look at his back." He grinned sort of mischeviously at his father, then looked to his two, raven-haired, demonic-winged brothers, sitting at the table alongside their mother, and younger brother, who were glaring at him..Sort of with a jealous look, when they saw Thomas.

Melinda..The queen, stood up and clinged to her husband's shirt, leaning her head on his arm and looking up at him.As she was only 4'10'' and he was over 6 feet tall, she kind of had to."Calm down, Rickie.After all, I was an adopted princess in my old kingdom, remember?I was a servant girl once, too, don't you remember?" She said, pouting cutely as she looked up at her husband, who towered above her.

{is okay. No headdesk, kay? it ain't cool. It's all about headwall. xD}

Tom slowly turned around, pulled his shirt a little lower. He caught sight of the looks on Edward's brothers faces and couldn't help smirking. They were jealous over their brother about him. It was another one of those moments that made Tom feel warm and fuzzy inside, glad that Edward had chosen him. After a few moments, he turned back around, reaching to clasp Edward's hand again.

Richard eyed the boy's tattoo. "Who did this?" he asked his son. "Draconius?" He wasn't exactly sure what the correct course of action was. He knew that Edward was gay, had known for a while, but never would have guessed that he would take a servant as his lover. A kitchen servant, at that, the lowest on the castle hierarchy. He glanced down at his wife and nodded. He sat down again and began eating his eggs. "I'm fine, Mel," he answered smiling at her. "Just a bit surprised." He was quiet for a few minutes, eating more eggs. "Edward, Thomas," he said. "You can sit, have something to eat."

Melinda nodded proudly, put her hands cutely on her hips and sat back down in her seat, eating one of her pieces of toast, which she had SMOTHERED with strawberry jam.

Edward sat by his angelic-winged brother and smiled across the table at his father."Yes, Draconius did it..Last night.Along with mine.I'm a demonic one." He smiled proudly, taking two plates, and putting one piece of toast, some scrambled eggs, and a couple of sausages on each plate."Sit beside me, Thomas..What kind of jam would you like on your toast?Orange, strawberry or grape?" He said, smiling as he spreaded some strawberry jam on his own piece of toast.He and his mother shared tastes, when it came to fruit, it seemed.

(Random fact: Melinda/The Queen is inspired by a character in the legend of zelda: twilight princess, and she dresses like a cute little gothic lolita girl.X3)

Tom clamored into the seat beside Edward, fully aware that the Royal Family was watching him. When he sat, he hooked his leg around Edward's under the table, and made sure that their arms were barely brushing each other's. "Strawberry, please," he said, knowing that the others would probably think he was choosing it cos that's what Edward was getting. He picked up his fork and began eating the eggs. He'd never had this food when it was warm; kitchen servants only got leftovers much later in the day. "Good eggs," he commented.

Richard spread some grape jelly on a piece of toast and began munching on it. He turned to his wife, who had her usual strawberry jam on her toast. "Sure you wouldn't like some grape jelly?" he teased. It was their usual routine to try and push their food preferences on each other.

Edward laughed, spreading a generous amount of strawberry jam onto Tom's toast, in the shape of a heart. He winked lightly at Tom, and put the toast back down on the boy's plate."I'm glad you like it, Thomas..You need to get used to hot food sometime.It's a shame you servants are so busy, that you can't even enjoy your own work.." He said, pulling a crimson ribbon out of a pocket on the side of his pajama pants and tying it into a bow around his long, flowing raven hair and pushing the ponytail out of the way, before beginning to eat.

"I'm sure, silly.You know I only eat grapes raw, if they're being served to me by my king." She giggled, returning to her breakfast after smiling at her husband cutely."And are you sure that you don't want strawberry, on your next piece of toast, dear?"

Edward laughed, spreading a generous amount of strawberry jam onto Tom's toast, in the shape of a heart. He winked lightly at Tom, and put the toast back down on the boy's plate."I'm glad you like it, Thomas..You need to get used to hot food sometime.It's a shame you servants are so busy, that you can't even enjoy your own work.." He said, pulling a crimson ribbon out of a pocket on the side of his pajama pants and tying it into a bow around his long, flowing raven hair and pushing the ponytail out of the way, before beginning to eat.

"I'm sure, silly.You know I only eat grapes raw, if they're being served to me by my king." She giggled, returning to her breakfast after smiling at her husband cutely."And are you sure that you don't want strawberry, on your next piece of toast, dear?"

Tom laughed quietly at how his jam looked. He began eating the toast, nibbling around where the jelly-heart was. "Hey we got hot food on occasion," he said, setting down the toast. "And I used to sneak food from Roberta, the cook." He smiled, an air of pride to the way that he did so. He cocked his head slightly, studying Edward's brothers, and munched on some more of the eggs. They really were quite delicious.

"I'm quite sure, sweetie," Richard said, smiling fondly at his wife. She really was beautiful, especially when she smiled or pouted cutely at him, like she was now. It was enough to make him melt into a King Richard puddle that the servants would have to clean up.

(Note: the prince your controlling is at the table!-points a neon sign with an arrow on it towards him- X3 Prince claudius need attention, too!)

"Yes, I remember Claudius, with his kind heart, and my mother have convinced my father and the head servants to allow you to get hot food at least on holidays..They have their way of doing it, Father falls for my mother's cute expressions quite easily, like right now." Edward laughed, stabbing his fork into one of his sausages and taking a big bite out of it.

"You wouldn't even eat a strawberry if it was dipped in your favorite chocolate and fed to you while your laying down in our bed while I'm wearing your favorite dress of mine, would you?" Melinda giggled, taking a bite of her eggs."Oh, Felix, sweetie, stop eating so carnivorously right beside your brother, you know he hates the sight of meat.Stop eating your sausages in two bites, or you'll choke, or scare your poor brother to death."

The second eldest child innocently looked up from his plate, then he looked to his brother, then his mother."What?He's not THAT scared.And plus, it's not like I'm pushing meat down his throat.I'm pushing it down ym own." He said, grinning as he took another large bite out of one of his sausages, actually TRYING to make his younger brother cringe.

(Sorry for completely making the character for you, but Claudius is also a vegitarian.Well, sort of..He'll eat fish and eggs and such but no meat.:P)

{Whoops, I forgot about him. *innocent smile.* Sorry Claudius! *huggles him.* Is okay about the character. I'm vegetarian, too, so it's cool.}

Tom glanced over at where the King and Queen were sitting and laughed again. They were flirting so obviously, in front of their sons, it was funny. He took another bite of the eggs and realised, sadly, that he'd just finished them. Then, with a shrug, he picked up the heart-shaped piece of toast and began eating it, starting from the tip of the heart. The jam was absolutely delicious, probably having been made earlier that morning.

Richard kissed his wife, tasting the lingering eggs in her mouth. "Promise you'll do that?" he asked, his eyes dancing. He glanced over at Claudius and Felix; the former was eating his eggs and glaring at his brother, the latter smiling innocently at the Queen.

Claudius picked up his fork, daintily scooping some eggs onto it. He raised the fork to his mouth, chewing it in several bites. Once he'd swallowed and wiped his mouth, he looked over at Edward, his younger brother, and Thomas. Edward looked rather happy, glad to be serving food to the younger boy; Thomas seemed to glow, probably enjoying all the attention he was getting. "So how did you two decided to, you know, be together?" he asked. The question seemed innocent on the surface, but he was sure Edward would pick up on something else.

"It just kind of happened..Love at..Well, not first sight, but I ahve had my eyes on him for a while, same for him..He's had a crush on me for a while." Edward laughed, taking another bite of his toast then leaning over and kissing Thomas's cheek, making the eldest brother nearly death glare at him, Jealous, since he had no lover of his own.He was gay too, making Felix the only one that was actually straight, but he had mandaged to keep it a secret even from his mother.

"Promise.I'll do it once a week when we move to that nice little spot near that beach you were talking about, when one of our sons becomes king.And you can feed me grapes." Melinda giggled, her wings fluttering cutely.

"Oh, love at fifty billionth sight, how adorable." Felix said sarcastically, ripping a large bite off of his toast, which had no jam, not even the orange marmalade on it..But he had put a couple of slices of bacon on it, the carnivore..And he ate it, mischievously looking over at his younger brother, Claudius, knowing that he hated it when he did that.

{What's the birth order, again? Felix, Claudius, Edward?}

Tom leaned his head against Edward's shoulder. He was perfectly aware of Felix's eyes boring into him and, though it made him a little wary, he tried to ignore it. He picked up one of the pieces of sausage and ate it in about three bites. He loved sausage, particularly the way Roberta cooked it for breakfast.

"Mm, sounds wonderful," Richard murmured, running a hand over his wife's face. His fingers trailed down her neck and briefly over her wings before coming to a rest around her tiny waist.

Claudius spread some butter on a piece of toast and carefully ripped the crusts off. "Shut up about it, Felix," he said to his older brother. "He has a lover. That's more than you can say, male or female." The last word he said loudly, looking pointedly at their parents. Ugh, they were doing breakfast flirting again. So annoying. Shaking his head slightly, but with a glimmer of a smile on his face, Claudius picked up his toast and began munching on it.